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A Leffon for the LADIES.

HEN deceitful lovers lay

At thy feet their fuppliant hearts,
And their fnares fpread to betray
Thy beft treasure with their arts,
Credit not their flatt'ring vows;
Love fuch perjury allows.

When they with the choiceft wealth
Nature boasts of have poffefs'd thee,
When with flow'rs, their verfes ftealth,
Stars or jewels do inveft thee;
Truft not to their borrow'd ftore,
"Tis but lent to make thee poor.

When with poems they invade thee,
Sigh thy praises or disdain;

When they weep, or wou'd perfuade thee,
That their flames beget that rain;
Let thy breast no baits let in,
Mercy's only here a fin.

Let no tears or off'rings move thee,
All those cunning charms avoid;
For that wealth for which they love thee,
They wou'd flight if once enjoy'd;

Guard thy unrelenting mind;
None are cruel but the kind.

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A King at ARMS Difarm'd at LAW.

Occafion'd by

A late TRIAL at Guild-hall.

YE
E fair injur'd nymphs, and ye beaux who deceive

'em,

Who with paffion engage, and without reafon leave 'em,
Draw near, and attend, how the hero I fing
Was foil'd by a girl, tho' at arms he was king.

Derry down, &c.

Crefts, motto's, supporters, and bearings knew he, And deeply was ftudied in old pedigree;

He wou'd fit a whole ev'ning, and not without rapture, Tell who begot whom, to the end of the chapter.

Derry down, &c.

In forming his tables, nought griev'd him, but folely, That this man died cœlebs, and that fine prole: At laft, having trac'd others families down,

He began to have thoughts of increafing his own.

Derry down, &c.

A damfel he chofe, not too flow of belief, And fain wou'd be deem'd her admirer in chief: He blazon'd his fuit, and the sum of his tale, Was, his field and her field, join'd party per pale.

VOL. IV.

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Derry down, &c.

In

In diff'rent ftile, to tie fafter the noose,

He next wou'd attack her in foft billet-doux :
His argent and fable were laid aside quite;
Plain english he wrote, and in plain black and white.
Derry down, &c.

Against fuch atchievements, what beauty cou'd fence? Or who wou'd have thought it was all but pretence? His pain to relieve, and fulfil his defire,

The lady agreed to join hands with the 'squire.

Derry down, &c.

The 'fquire, in a fret, that the jeft went so far, Confider'd, with speed, how to put in a barr : His words bound him not, fince hers did not confine her; And that is plain law, because miss is a minor.

Derry down, &c.

Mifs briskly reply'd, that the law was too hard, If the who is minor, may not be a ward: In law then confiding, fhe took it upon her, By juftice to mend those foul breaches of honour. Derry down, &c.

She handled him fo, that few wou'd (I warrant,) Have been in his coat, on fo fleeveless an errand: She made him give bond for ftamp'd argent and or; And fabled his field, with gules blazon'd before.

Derry down, &c.

Ye

Ye heralds, produce, from the time of the Normans, In all your records, fuch a base non-performance: Or if without inftance the cafe is we touch on; Let this be fet down as a blot in his 'fcutcheon.

Derry down, &c..

The TABLES Turn'd.

UE to Calia for the favour,

SUE

Why fhou'd poor deluded man?

As if he were fole receiver,

And return'd no bliss again.

Were not love condemn'd to blindness,
Surely he wou'd quickly find,
Tho' to him she feigns the kindness,
She is to herself moft kind.

Let us banish then the fashion,
And be refolutely brave;

Since it is their inclination,

Let 'em ask before they have..

To Mrs. M. H. On her working a Coat

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in Silks.

HEN Mira's hands her needle thread,
What gaudy fcenes our eyes furprize;

To view a grove or flow'ry bed

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Beneath her fnowy fingers rife !:

every leaf fuch beauties dwell,

So fair they fpread, fo full they bloom; Her skilful fingers far excell

The painter's quill, or artift's loom.

On the rich bed fresh rofes blown,

The jasmine and the myrtle meet,

And, as they mingle, feem to own

More fair her cheek, her breath more fweet.

That lilly from her hand fhe took,

Which with the fnow in whitenefs vies.;

That bright carnation from her look;

That shining am'rant from her eyes.

Thofe opening buds, but half reveal'd,
That promise foon a fairer hue,
Shew like her breafts with lawn conceal'd,

Which boast their fweets and softness too.

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